Heishan's huge body took a few steps back, bumped into the railing with a bang, and finally fell off the stage.
Zhao Miaomiao stared blankly at the two arms, which were still holding the two axes firmly in their hands, and did not let go.
There was a piece of black and red flesh at the incision, without a trace of liquid flowing out, as if it had solidified.
Hei Shan jumped up from the ground and rushed over again.
Not to be outdone, Zhao Miaomiao flew up, and with a puff, the sword entered his body, piercing Heishan thoroughly, and firmly nailing it to the ground.
Hei Shan lost his hands and kicked on the ground with both feet. Zhao Miaomiao held his sword tightly and looked down at the grinning Hei Shan.
She heard the heart-piercing scream of Black Mountain's soul.
"Stop it, stop it! Miss Xiyao, I give up!" The owner of Heishan was stunned by this turn of events, and he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses and begged for mercy loudly towards Yun Xiyao.
"Hahaha, that's amazing! Qingtong, please stop~" Yun Xiyao held her stomach and laughed enough before giving an order slowly.
Zhao Miaomiao drew his sword neatly and retreated to the edge of the table.
Heishan wanted to move forward, but was stopped in time by his master, so he didn't move again.
His arm was broken, and he was hit by a sword, but there was not a drop of blood, and there was no expression on his face, standing beside his master like a sculpture.
The man looked distressed at the arm that fell on the ground, and quickly picked it up and took Heishan away. This is a puppet that he took a long time to refine successfully, and this arm can still be connected when it is taken back!
"Oh my god, this little puppet is too powerful!"
"I told you that the strength is terrifying, but you still don't believe it. Now you know how to be afraid!"
"Sure enough, it was refined by the owner, but it's different."
"Yeah yeah!"
Listening to other people's comments, Yun Xiyao's face became even more smug, she stood up and said to the crowd, "Is anyone else coming?"
The onlookers had different expressions, and they lowered their heads and pretended not to hear.
"You cowards, what are you afraid of! It's your puppets that hurt you, not yourselves!"
Everyone slandered, you are the eldest lady of the Yun family, so naturally you have no shortage of puppets. But most of their puppets are made by themselves, which took a lot of effort, not to mention a lot of time. Your puppet is so strong, who would use his own puppet to train your puppet!
Yun Xiyao glanced around, saw that no one came forward, rolled her eyes, and suddenly smiled, "Well, how about you one-on-two? It's really not possible, one-on-three is fine!"
Everyone's minds are active, if they win the puppet of the young lady, it will be a good chance to become famous!
"I come!"
"I'm coming too!"
Two people stood up immediately. The puppets behind them were a thin young man and a charming woman.
These two people were also as pale and bloodless as Zhao Miaomiao.
Upon closer inspection, the thin young man's face had some fine lines of blood criss-crossing. And that charming woman emitted an inexplicable stench.
"Okay, it's just the two of you!" Yun Xiyao pointed, "Let me see how capable your puppets are!"
The two immediately gave orders to their puppets, and the man and woman jumped onto the stage, looking in Zhao Miaomiao's direction with dark eyes.
"Qingtong! Hit it hard!" Yun Xiyao flicked up her skirt, and the red dress flew in the air, and spread out on the chair with her movements.
There was a vicious smile hanging from the corner of the mouth, the tails of the eyes were raised, the pupils were shining, and a purple grape was held between the red lips.
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